Reincarnated into World of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths

The next day, after the group had recovered, Long Chen called Guo Ran into his quarters. With a serious expression, Long Chen handed him a large bottle filled with a strange liquid, telling him it was for his cultivation. Guo Ran, without asking too many questions, drank it immediately. However, as soon as the liquid entered his system, intense pain surged through him.

As Guo Ran felt the pain coursing through his body, he couldn't take it anymore. With a desperate look on his face, he cried out to Long Chen, his voice filled with pleading.

"Boss, please! Let me go! I don't want to suffer! Isn't there a way I can get strong without all this pain? Can't you just... give me the power without the suffering?!"

Long Chen, unable to hold back his amusement, smirked and chuckled, "Oh, of course, Guo Ran! You want to become strong without putting in the work, huh? Just sit back, relax, and you'll be a top-tier cultivator in no time." His voice dripped with sarcasm as he shook his head, the laughter barely contained.

"But... but Boss!" Guo Ran cried, his face a mixture of agony and betrayal. "This is too much! I'm begging you! There must be another way!" His voice wavered as he tried to appeal to Long Chen's sense of mercy.

As if on cue, members of the Dragon Blood Legion, started appearing around Guo Ran's immortal Cave, all sporting smiles on their faces. They had been watching the whole scene unfold. Some even chuckled, others grinned widely, enjoying Guo Ran's pain-filled melodrama. "What's wrong, Guo Ran? You didn't want to be strong, after all?" Gu Yang teased.

Guo Ran's heart sank as he realized that everyone was in on the joke. His face fell into a pit of despair, and he felt utterly betrayed by his comrades, who were supposed to be his allies.

"You... you're all laughing at me?" Guo Ran whimpered dramatically, putting on his best act. His eyes welled up with fake tears, the classic Crocodile tears he'd mastered over the years. The tears of someone who couldn't handle the pain but knew how to manipulate the situation.

"This is all your fault! Boss, why must you put me through this?!" Guo Ran sobbed, his voice exaggerated, trying to tug at Long Chen's heartstrings.

Long Chen only laughed harder, his face full of amusement. "Oh, don't cry, Guo Ran. It's all for your own good. You'll be stronger after this. You're welcome!" he teased, his tone light and carefree.

Guo Ran's fake tears intensified, and he rolled on the floor, clutching his chest in mock agony. "Why does it have to be so painful?! I didn't sign up for this kind of suffering! Please, Boss, don't make me go through this!" he cried, but everyone around him was simply enjoying his performance.

The entire group burst into laughter, even the most serious of the Dragon Blood Legion members couldn't hold back their smiles. Guo Ran's melodramatic antics had become an unwitting source of entertainment for the whole legion.

Guo Ran, however, felt utterly betrayed. Every single one of them was in on it, watching as he suffered for the sake of progress. He tried his best to muster a final plea, but Long Chen's grin only grew wider.

"Oh, Guo Ran," Long Chen said, patting him on the back with mock sympathy. "You're going to thank me later. Trust me, this pain is going to turn you into a powerhouse. It is a Xuantian Blood Essence and Bloodline as well as Heaven Grade Spirit Vein that I extracted from Yin Luo and just contains a bit of Aura to Defy Heaven and it's Rules/Daos. You will become a true powerhouse upon return. Just endure it, alright?"

Guo Ran let out a dramatic sigh, wiping his "tears" as the laughter of the legion members filled the air. Though he was in pain, he knew deep down that this was the price of progress—and that he'd be stronger for it. But for now, he just wanted to survive the ordeal.

In the quiet confines of the Cultivation Cave, Mo Nian stood nervously in front of Long Chen, who was preparing for what could only be described as the most painful transformation of his life. Mo Nian's once soft, baby-like face—round, innocent, and, to put it mildly, rather adorable—was about to undergo a drastic change. His body, too, had its flaws. He wasn't fat per se, but his physique wasn't nearly as imposing as it should be for someone from the Mo-Gate.

"Long Chen, please!" Mo Nian pleaded, his eyes wide with apprehension as he stared at Long Chen.

Long Chen stood with his arms crossed, a sly smile creeping up on his face. "Oh, Mo Nian. If you want to be a real man, you've got to go through the pain, and I mean all of it. We can't have you looking like a boy in a man's world, can we?"

Mo Nian groaned. "But Long Chen, why does it have to be so painful? Why can't I just drink some elixir and wake up looking like you?" He glanced at Long Chen's sculpted form, his muscles well-defined, and his face handsome but strong.

"Because, little Mo Nian," Long Chen grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief, "it's not that simple. Elixirs can't fix everything. You need to forge yourself into a warrior. Pain is the key. And this face of yours? It's going to change whether you like it or not."

"No, no, no! Not the face! Please!" Mo Nian yelped, his voice rising in panic. "You can't do that to my face! I just want to look like a man but not a swollen potato!"

Long Chen raised an eyebrow and cracked his knuckles. "Well, if you want to look like a man, we've got to start by getting rid of that baby fat. You've got a punchable face, you know?"

Mo Nian flinched at the words. "A punchable face? Long Che-- No Boss! I'm supposed to be your brother-in-arms, not your punching bag!"

With a wicked grin, Long Chen approached him. "I'll show you just how 'punchable' your face is, Mo Nian. But don't worry—this will be for your own good. We'll turn you into a warrior, and that includes your body and face."

With that, Long Chen reached out and gave Mo Nian's face a hard slap. The slap wasn't gentle at all, it was a sharp strike to start the transformation. Mo Nian's baby-soft cheeks wobbled under the force, and he winced, his eyes squeezing shut as he fought the sting of the slap.

"Ugh! Boss, stop! You're ruining me! I swear I'll look like I've been beaten up by a hundred men!" Mo Nian protested, his voice cracking as he rubbed his face.

Long Chen smirked. "If you want to look tough, you've got to earn it. Now, let's work on that soft body of yours. You're not going to just sit around and get strong, are you?"

With that, Long Chen grabbed Mo Nian and threw a few punches into his stomach and chest, reinforcing his muscle tissue, each punch causing Mo Nian to stagger back, his face contorting in pain. Mo Nian's body, still lacking the proper strength, shook with each blow.

"Agh! Boss, please! My stomach! This is torture!" Mo Nian groaned, clutching his abdomen as the pain sunk deep into his flesh. His once soft physique was now being reshaped, but at what cost?

Long Chen grinned, inspecting Mo Nian's evolving body with a critical eye. "You've got a lot of fat on you, but don't worry, I'll turn it into muscle."

Mo Nian gasped, his face twisted in fear. "Boss! What's happening to me?"

"What's happening?" Long Chen laughed. "You're finally going to become a real man, Mo Nian. No more of that soft, pudgy body. No more of that boyish face. Soon, you'll be as strong as any warrior from the Mo-Gate. But you'll have to go through the pain first. Embrace it!"

Mo Nian, gritting his teeth, finally stopped whining. The pain was unbearable, but something within him clicked. Long Chen was right—if he wanted to become stronger, if he wanted to stand beside people like Long Chen, he had to forge himself.

With each punch, his face began to lose that babyish softness, and slowly, his body began to form into something more fitting of a martial artist. His muscles started to grow—not in an overly exaggerated, monstrous way, but enough to give him a more defined and muscular physique. It was also all thanks to the Pills which Long Chen had given to Mo Nian to hasten the progress of Metamorphosis as well as Greatly Heal and Strengthen his body. The pudge around his belly started to melt away, and Mo Nian's once soft features began to firm up, the baby-like roundness giving way to a more mature and manly look.

"Ugh..." Mo Nian groaned, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Okay... okay... I'll admit it. It's working. I do look better... but... Boss, do you have to keep hitting me?" He blinked through the pain, still in shock from how quickly his transformation was happening.

Long Chen patted him on the back, smiling proudly. "Yes, and there's a lot more where that came from. You'll be a true warrior in no time, Mo Nian. And with your new body, no one will dare punch that face anymore."

Mo Nian cried weakly, like a kid, he was still aching all over. "I'm just glad I won't be looking like a kid anymore... but couldn't you have gone little easier?"

Long Chen only smiled and smacked him on the back with a hearty laugh. "That's the spirit! Keep going, Mo Nian, and soon you'll be a man to be reckoned with!"

"Wait!!! What do you mean by keep going??", a chill ran down Mo Nian's body.

Suddenly a group of members Healing Squad of Dragon Blood Legion arrived with all sorts of blunt weapons, stick, mace, etc... as well as releasing their wooden energy constantly healing Mo Nian as moving towards Mo Nian over whom Long Chen threw a few bottles of different Medicinal Liquid.

As Mo Nian cried in fear and begged for life, going behind as he crawled. Long Chen closed his ears and so did others while Long Chen went out and others started doing the job.

Just as Long Chen had come out Mo Nian's scream could be heard, each painful than the previous ones which soon were filled with curses, "Long Chen you bastard... you fking bad existence in name of brother... I am going to take my revenge no matter what... You Bastard of a Comrade." while Long Chen just sighed thinking why both Guo Ran and Mo Nian were so weak.

Well Long Chen, you idiot, not even you would be able to escape such sufferings.

To Be Continued....

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